I feel. I feel so worthless soon as it comes to worship, comes to business I feel utterly odorless, I have no scent I feel like ive descent into a plain of distain and dystopian pain, Im taking in the gains and turning into self esteem its the only way ill burn what I thought was emotions from back then, now im rapping doing business struggles and making it. (hopefully) Every time it comes to something harsh or too over bearing my hearing and personality gets shifted just a tiny bit, like a slime and grit dont work does it, so others listen to me and saying im meant for big things, If I was then why is it so hard man? why do I keep resorting to suicide soon as it gets parched man? why do I feel ive broken my knees soon as a dream collapses I collapse and feel attacked and wind up back at the same track I had listened to for facts, maybe even a little of Ozempic lacks in my veins, cause doesn't it make people feel a little better making em bitter showing drool all over their sweater (shit I wish I had that) I wish I was a letter, could get sent and received with no recollection of the place I have already been in as a mistake. Okay I'll breathe I'll understand and get down till my feels start to meet a real tangible brain functionality that I haven't witnessed before so I'll knock on the doors I have to, but working with myself has become a blessing and a curse. (blessing and a curse) For one is good I understand myself and the other is (bad) I hate myself, so why should I demonstrate myself in such a passion that Ive loved and adored, I should just scrap the floors for fuck sakes ive been ignored. (ooooooo, ooooooooo, ooooooo, oooooo)
